I’ve asked my Dad if he wanted to jot a few thoughts down for the blog from time to time. I think it’s a beautiful tribute to his grandson and Faith in general. Keep rockin it Dad! Heavy…and good. Thanks.
Unspeakable! This word occurs only three times in the New Testament, and could also be rendered as indescribable (NKJ), or inexpressible.
I was thinking of this word as I thought of Chris.
All of the words spoken or sung or written since that dark day of March 25, 2010 cannot adequately express what is in our hearts: there is something inexpressible here.
The raw emotions, the feelings, the conflicting thoughts cry out for resolution, but there is no resolution.
The thoughts of our hearts end with questions rather than periods; they are questions that have no answers.
The trauma of all that happened has left us dangling in space.
We are on the wrong side of the door of a mystery, of something inexpressible.
A human life is inexpressible.
Chris’s life was and is inexpressible.
The Christ-gift that came at Christmas is declared to be God’s unspeakable gift.
(2 Corinthians 9: 15)
This Christ, the ultimate Creator of life, declares all of our lives invaluable.
The Christ presides over Chris’ life even now, in a divine continuum, even while we mourn Chris’ departure from us.
The indescribable Christ weeps with us now in our pain, and desires to lead us through the valley of the shadow until we too shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.